Confession #5

Of all my irrational fears, this one takes the cake. In one of my last confessions, I admitted to my freaky fear of trains. I hate them, but not as much as I hate feet. Confession # 5, I hate hate hate feet. Not my own feet. They are okay- I hate other people's feet. I hate touching them, I hate with they touch me, I hate having them near me. I hate feet. I know what you're thinking... why feet? Well, let me explain- they smell bad, they are always either super HOT and nasty, or cold and dead-like. They are almost always dirty... even with socks on, I hate 'em. Now, to some of you, this confession may pose as a potential way to torture me, but if you even THINK about putting your smelly, sweaty, dirty, nasty feet on me, I'll kick you in the shin and never speak to you again... don't test me people.

the good, the bad, and the ugly...

the good: just finished my online test, and submitted my crazy essay about Diversity in Special Education and the Disproportionate Representation of Ethnically Diverse Children in Special Education... PHEW!! let me tell you, that was one FUN essay to write... ha, right.

the bad: i'm currently sicker than a DOG (are dogs sick or something? i never really understood that funny little saying...) but seriously, sick, feeling like roadkill, wanting to curl up and sleep for a month. that's the current mood... i sure hope i didn't FLUNK my health test.

the ugly: i can't even muster up the strength to vacuum my house. you know i'm sick when i can't vacuum, and don't want diet pepsi... so my house is a mess, and i'm in serious need of some caffeine.

the brain is blank....

I'm having a crazy case of "bloggers-block". Ever happen to anybody else? I have so much to share about Sunday, the Church Plant, the Stirring Kids, my Life Group... but I can't seem to spit it out in a fashion that makes any sense! Maybe someday in the near future I'll be able to fill you all in on the crazy stuff that's going on in the life of Emily... but for now, the brain is blank...

my rant.

Why do they make online classes
so
darn
DIFFICULT.
-sigh-

Hopefully I pass.
Can't afford to retake this silly
class

Rules
are
Lame!
-longer.sigh-

I drank
SIX
Diet Pepsi's today.
Yup- six.
Lecture me later.
Bad day.
Long day.
Off to bed.

Confession #4

So I think it's time I come clean about my addiction. It's been going on for a very long time, you see. I've tried to kick it more than once, but it always seems to return to me... I find the cravings too much to handle... Hi, my name's Emily, and I'm a diet-pepsi-aholic. It's true, and I'm slightly ashamed to come clean. I drink about 3 cans a day. I can polish off a 24 pack in less than two weeks. I have a serious problem. I love hearing people scold me for drinking diet soda. I just kind of laugh because I know there's seriously NO WAY I could go without. Yep, I know it's bad for me. Yep, I know it's going to shorten my life. Yep, I know I really should not drink it. Do I care? Not so much. I love the taste, the feel of an ice cold can, the first big gulp I take, and how it makes my eyes water every time. The way I see it, I could have WAY worse addictions, right?? Mmmmm, all this talk has made me thirsty...

Today I...

woke up at 5:54 am
couldn't get back to sleep
made the strongest pot of coffee ever
finished a ton of homework
went to physical therapy
had a great conversation with my physical therapist
went out to lunch
helped out a friend
did more homework
made about 45 phone calls for the Stirring Kids
did MORE homework
took a nap
vacuumed my house (love it!)
prepped for life group tonight
sent out a million e-mails
wrote a blog...
and all before 2:00 pm
What a day!

are you KIDDING ME?

Church plant countdown is in the single digits as of today... 9 days and counting... just had a heart attack. That means there are only 216 hours to get everything finished.... is this really happening??